I said that on Mang Mountain, in the pit courtyard of the ancestral home of the old lady from the Han Kingdom, you can stay there for the next two days.
"Um...."
He frowned and thought for a while, then said, "Okay, lead the way, we'll leave now."
Before Mr. Li retired, he was nicknamed Mr. Li Laoya. It can be said that he was famous and everyone knew about it. Especially because he came from a famous family, before he retired, he was even more famous than the leader.
There is an unwritten law in the industry.
As a tomb robber, the better you get around and the more respected you are, the more lives you carry. If you don't carry a few lives, no one will really be afraid of you.
Let me give you an example.
In the north and the south, not only tomb robbers, but also many local gangsters with black backgrounds, when they see Tian Sanjiu, they have to hand over cigarettes first and call him brother.
For example, anyone who has heard of the "God's Eye Peak" will say this: "The little God's Eye Peak can see through things, peek into women's bathhouses, and other untrue rumors are flying around, all of which are meant to be ridiculing."
No one is afraid of me, that's the gap.
After Mr. Li retired, starting in 1997, the four Song brothers became famous, and even became famous outside the circle, becoming people like Tian Sanjiu. "The Song of Luoyang Tomb Robbers" is not sung in vain. Please analyze it carefully.
The lyrics and the reasons behind them are often thought-provoking and terrifying.
If I can help a little while ensuring my own safety, I'm definitely willing to help.
After packing up his belongings, Mr. Li carried the shotgun on his back, threw another one to Yuan Bao, and said with a cold face: "Protect your wife, she is pregnant with the son of the old Li family. If you make any mistake, I will beat you to death."
Turtle grandson."
Yuan Bao held the shotgun, looked nervous, and stammered: "I...I know grandpa, I will protect her."
At 11:30 p.m., when everyone in the village is asleep, I go out to explore the road. If there is no one around, I will throw a small stone behind me to see that they are coming.
He was about to leave the village.
My ears twitched, I turned my head sharply and shouted, "There is someone there!"
Mr. Li immediately raised the wall, stared at the corner and shouted: "Who is it! Get out!"
A few seconds later, a sultry woman's voice was heard.
"Oh, who did I think it was? It turns out to be Mr. Li and you guys. Are you going on a long trip?"
Yuan Bao recognized this person, frowned and said, "Aunt Zhang? Are you following us? What are you doing here?"
This woman came out from the corner.
She is in her 40s, wearing a bright red pajamas, and her hair is loose.
She couldn't tell that she was nervous, so she smiled and said, "I just came out of the toilet, but I didn't follow you. What's wrong with Yuanbao? Are you taking your new wife on your honeymoon?"
"Yes, Aunt Zhang, I'll take Xiaoxia back to her parents' house to have a look."
"It's good to go back to your parents' house. My new wife must be homesick. Then you can go. I'm going back."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and left, humming a tune lightly.
Sudden.
Just listen to "Bang!"
Gunshots rang out in my ears!
It made my eardrums hurt!
Then I saw that the back of the woman's head exploded like someone digging into a watermelon with a spoon!
Blood spurted onto the wall, and before she could even scream, she fell to the ground with a thud.
Brains and blood flowed all over the floor.
I turned around blankly and saw that the barrel of the gun in Master Li's hand was still smoking.
All this happened so fast that I couldn't react.
Late at night, dogs barked one after another in the village.
After putting away the gun, Mr. Li didn't say a word. He took out a black plastic bag from his arms, walked over, knelt down, shook it, wrapped the woman's head with the plastic bag, tied it tightly, and carried the woman on his back.
stand up.
"Still stunned? Bury it with soil quickly."
Yuan Bao turned pale with fright. When he came to his senses, he immediately covered the blood stains on the ground with soil.
After leaving the village, Mr. Li was still carrying the woman on his back. Because he tied his head with a plastic bag, not much blood came out, just a trickle.
At this time, he said calmly: "Widow Zhang is dishonest. If I hadn't taken action just now, she would have tipped off Song Laosi secretly after we left."
"Then...where are you going to carry her?" I asked.
Mr. Li bumped up, grinned and said, "Go up the mountain first. Mang Mountain is the best place for burying people."
